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Come on, it's almost midnight. Let's go watch them cut the cake.
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All that glitters is not hovery.
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Tally-When you looked around at everyone else how come you didn’t notice they were brain damaged? Az - We didn’t have much to compare our fellow citizens with. Only a few colleagues who seemed different from most people, more engaged, but that was hardly a surprise. History would indicate that the majority of people have always been sheep. Before the operation there were wars and mass hatred and clear cutting. Whatever these lesions make us, it isn’t a far cry from how humanity was in the rusty era. These days we’re just a bit easier to manage.
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I'm Tally Youngblood. Make me pretty." -Tally Youngblood
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Most men's awareness doesn't extend past their dinner plates.
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Their reasons don't mean anything unless I have a choice.
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Dare to ask, "Where is my novel too simple?"
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The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit.
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It doesn't take much convincing to make someone believe they're better than everyone else.
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She turned to Frizz. "So you understand the problem? You can't let Tally know about Radical Honesty. There's no telling what she'll do if she finds out you could ruin her plans." Frizz's eyebrows rose. "So let me get this straight, Aya-chan. You want me, a person who can't lie, to lie about the fact that I can't lie?" "We need another plan," Hiro said.
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Irony is always the best weapon against fascism.
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Tally, do you ever suffer from sudden flashes of anger or euphoria, countersocial impulses, or feelings of superiority?
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God, you mean I lost my virginity to the apocalypse?" Morgan sighed again. "The whole thing was really embarrassing; my parents sent me to Brooklyn when they found out." She shrugged. "I thought I’d be safe in a gay bar, okay? What were you doing in there anyway?" Lace looked at me sidelong. "You were where?" I took a sip of beer, swallowed it. "I, uh, hadn’t been in the city...very long. I didn’t know.
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The world rests upon a turtle, which itself stands on the back of an elephant!” Alek tried not to laugh. “Then what does the elephant stand on, madam?” “Don’t try to be clever, young man.” She narrowed her eyes. “It’s elephants all the way down!
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He squeezed her hand. "Then I'll come get you, wherever you are when it happens. We'll be okay." "But what about everybody else?" He stared out across the river, nodding slowly. "My guess is, everybody else is in big trouble.
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Nature didn't need an operation to be beautiful. It just was.
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He turned to face her again, his late-pretty composure crumbling. "But you're..." "Pretty? Think again." She smiled. "I'm Tally Youngbood. My mind is very ugly. And I'm taking your car.
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Maybe when you look at your face 50 times its really not that interesting anymore
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Listen, you bubblehead-up-until-five-minutes-ago.
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Now,young lady,I suppose you're here for a work assignment." Work?" Tally said. They both looked down at her puzzled expression, and Shay burst into laughter.
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That Shay was in possesion of hand grenades was a comforting thought showed what kind of night this had become.
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You fiddle lucker!' she cried.
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People only worry about the uncanny for about a week; that's the end of their attention span. After that, suspicions turn into shtick.
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I've learned a lot about stage-managing for illustration. Sometimes you have to delete characters from a scene just to keep from overcrowding the image. I've also learned to making big-scale design decisions early.
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